"A Peace of Hate"

We lynch ideas Free hate The voice is weak when color speaks Peace for one, peace for all Separate but equal, equal but separate Hate in division, unity in hate Foundation of oppression rooted in ancestry concentration An organization of another color's trembling pre-disposition Focused on a divine prophecy pacing with such tranquility A world created for freedom and prosperity, Now a hell of death and slavery, a dominion of inequality with no hope from divinity Suffering makes no amends to an end, when words that are said are left for dead. A path of love creates one, a path of hate innates ones Underneath the pigment, we have the same blood, a single color Though frightened of our imaginations; quiver, quiver Our legacies will end in 'sinner, sinner!' Cry he will when he is whipped, but the cry for freedom is something you will never strip 'Will,' a broken word for a broken man A willful act, takes a willful man Will is nothing, unless someone dies for something A Son has died by our pity lies A promise kept to holy faith, Tainted by a holy mistake One has died, none have tried Fear in eyes, death,'in time' Guilty until proven innocentis the way I see it, and the way you make it The way we let it, and the way we hate it. Erase a color, blame another Draw a killer, draw each other. Die, I will, when colors are white, and whites are color When a world is one underneath the same love, A people of one. Cry, I will, when peace is true, and not some law hate construed.